Solana (feat. Gabrielle B.)
In your city for the night
Can't slide, it's too late
20 summ with her own paper
But you ain't tryna just grow up
Way too fine to give it all up
She mix up with that soda
Houston girl in California
Maybe I just met you at the wrong time
Who cares? It's okay
It was fun girl it wasn't wasted
A year passed and nothing's the same
I need a billi' for me and the gang
I'm on a run, they running in place
Fuck the ops
I paid my dues, I'll be one of the greats
Spent the year making movies, breaking bread with the Faith
Cruising memory lane
Charge it all to the game
For the one time
The days ain't slowing down
How long till you figure out?
Out
You on your own time
Nights are getting wild
Just hit me when it settle down
That slow pace
It's too much
It's always
Saturday functions
Church on a Sunday
Did it for closure
Smoking my bread up
I'll change someday
I'll do it someday
You're out of reach
But I can feel you all over me
In your memory
Suppose that's where I will always be
Can't forget it once I put it on you
I know
It's a blessing to have had your heart
You still pick up every time I call you but you
Act like we're better apart
Can't say that I blame you
You can't say that you blame me too
The days ain't slowing down
How long till you figure out?
Out
You on your own time
Nights are getting wild
Just hit me when it settle down
That slow pace
It's too much
It's
That slow pace
It's too much
It's always
It's always, oh
Can't slide, it's too late
20 summ with her own paper
But you ain't tryna just grow up
Way too fine to give it all up
She mix up with that soda
Houston girl in California
Maybe I just met you at the wrong time
Who cares? It's okay
It was fun girl it wasn't wasted
A year passed and nothing's the same
I need a billi' for me and the gang
I'm on a run, they running in place
Fuck the ops
I paid my dues, I'll be one of the greats
Spent the year making movies, breaking bread with the Faith
Cruising memory lane
Charge it all to the game
For the one time
The days ain't slowing down
How long till you figure out?
Out
You on your own time
Nights are getting wild
Just hit me when it settle down
That slow pace
It's too much
It's always
Saturday functions
Church on a Sunday
Did it for closure
Smoking my bread up
I'll change someday
I'll do it someday
You're out of reach
But I can feel you all over me
In your memory
Suppose that's where I will always be
Can't forget it once I put it on you
I know
It's a blessing to have had your heart
You still pick up every time I call you but you
Act like we're better apart
Can't say that I blame you
You can't say that you blame me too
The days ain't slowing down
How long till you figure out?
Out
You on your own time
Nights are getting wild
Just hit me when it settle down
That slow pace
It's too much
It's
That slow pace
It's too much
It's always
It's always, oh
Credits
Writer(s): Gabrielle Bruner
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